The Wife's Murder Ballad

Lyrics: Lydia Buckley Music: Ben Tomalin Hello? Hello is anybody out there? Please Someone help my husbands fallen and he can't get up I don't know what's happened, one moment he was fine and then next... Oh please say you can save him He was my EVERYTHING and I just, I... (I don't know what I'd do without him...) I'd say that I'm a patient woman Forgiving most of the time But I'm sat drawing lines on the walls with a large glass of wine Marks spider web through the room Leashing my neck in their lace But I've heard tell of a way to escape And it don't leave a trace Such confidence for someone whose so very rude Funny you feel safe when you showing me attitude Shackle me down to the butcher block and then expect gratitude? Love don't you know not to bite the hand that feeds you Love you don't look too well Eat up and save your health Come now sit by my side Forgive me I just thought a man could handle a little bit of SPICE I've been told t's the hottest new craze People beg, borrow, steal And you've been weaving my pretty ropes all night You deserve a good MEAL A tough sell but I bought some last night From the widow next door Said her husband loved it so much He passed out on the floor Such confidence for someone whose so very rude Funny you feel safe when you showing me attitude Shackle me down to the butcher block and then expect gratitude? Love don't you know not to bite the hand... I often wonder if my body is see through Cos no matter how hard I try all they ever see is you I could scream and cry and throw a fit and wild guess what thay do They'd ask the question of my state TO YOU TO YOU TO YOU (SCREAM) Love you don't look too well I said to take CARE of your health Looks like the end of the line Forgive me but I can't abide the thought that I'm a LOCKED BRIDE FOR LIFE Love you don't look too well SAVE YOUR HEALTH (Come now sit by me side) Forgive me I just thought a man could handle... A little CYANIDE